The Family Bingo Night I was co-responsible at our Church turned out fairly well and I turned out fairly exhausted...
As you may have read previously, we have food allergies in my family. My cat was the first- she became allergic to chicken, and then duck and beef. My son started out with peas and cashews and had a difficult time over about a year finding out what he was reacting to, but we found out it was beans. He seemed to react more at school and really enjoyed black beans with us when we ate Mexican food, especially at our favorite restaurant, so it was a little bit of a conundrum to figure out. He used to love his black beans. It's the only vegetable post-babyfood I recall him loving.
Just as I've been feeling more comfortable with his allergy and keeping him safe because of it becoming a new "normal" and he's of the age where he is aware of it and is now asking friends and waitstaff about that's in his food, a change has happened. Recently, either because he's seen people having beans, or he's heard us talking about them, he said longingly to me, "I want to eat black beans again- I misssss them!" I didn't realize he still remembers having black beans and that he loved them that much. I gave him hope, which is not unfounded, that maybe, as he grows up, he might grow out of that allergy. I can sense my four year old's sadness over not being able to eat a food that almost everyone else can.

So as people talk about food allergies and epi-pens, for those of you out there who think it's over-reacting or just means you have to carry an epi-pen, think of all the social ramifications. Whether it's a movie (such as Peter Rabbit) who makes a food allergy into a joke, or people who think, "well, there's only a small amount of this allergen, so that should make the food ok," or "what if we just pick the allergen off the top." My son has reminded me to be a more sensitive person, and maybe he will remind others to as well.
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